Blackmailed For Love

He didn't knock as he entered the small file room.He stood there and looked around, if he was impressed by the work I'd had done in just two days he didn't say it.

Instead when his eyes came back to me they were as cold and hard as an ice block.

Once upon a time they used to look at me like I was his whole world.

"Get up.We are leaving."

I blinked up at him, not understanding where he was taking me.

His eyes narrowed on me and he said, "You are not doing a good job of following my orders."

Not giving into the urge to roll my eyes, I stood up and grabbed my small purse.

Pressing my hand down to smooth out my skirt, I rounded the desk and I asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"Your home.I decided I'll drop my whore back at her place at the end of the day."

His words made me wince and he saw it as a moment later he grabbed my wrist to pull me in front of him.

His hard eyes caressed my face and he said, "I won't let you forget it.The way I couldn't forget.I'll keep reminding you and myself who you truly are."

I bit down the inside of my cheek and stared back at him.I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing how his words were scratching at my bruised heart.

He gripped my face and dug his fingers into my cheeks as he demanded, "Say it."

One thing about Kristian was, he always lashed out and did everything he could to not be the only one feeling the pain.

When someone hurts him he hurts them back tenfold.

And he didn't know how to stop until his enemy was beaten down and destroyed.

I had seen it with my own eyes.I knew it deep in my bones how far he could go.

So there was no trying to fight it.

Also, I just didn't want to fight him.

He had his demons and I used to be his comforting place despite our age difference but then I turned on him, became the one who broke his trust, and became another person in his list of demons.

"I am a whore." I said, giving him what he wanted.

Or maybe I was just a glutton for punishment His lips twisted.

"Whose?"

"Yours."

Only his.

Ever his.

"That's right.Don't you ever forget that."

He walked out of the room and made me follow him.

Unlike him my steps were hesitant as I followed him, I didn't want him to drop me home.

had lied about my

status as a

but now he wanted

Nope.

Not on my side.

Like he ever is.

why?  His car didn't have a

that would make it any

up as a

his Ferrari GT and he had taken me on

had spent the evening later

and without waiting for me

later I heard the ignition turning

get irritated and start to throw more

I sat down, I tried,

drive me.I can go.I'll take

He didn't say anything.

wheel like one would hold a

I knew where he was

I had written

lips and tried again, "You can

few things to

me and he said, "I'll

do you want to

up on my

up on his offer, I didn't have enough money to let him know that I

I sighed.

will buy them

would just have to suck

drop me off and I will wait for him to leave then I'll make

will probably cost me to take a different and longer route back

won't ask for the usual butterscotch pastry

than the fact that I would be late

Ten minutes later, the car came to a slow

to him and said,

looked at me for a long moment that made me nervous and then, he

didn't understand why he was becoming such

both knew

face as I said, "No, you don't have

cursed my fate as he opened his door

me so much as I

I didn't wait as I opened the

my side, I blurted out, "You

He arched a brow.

reason why he couldn't come inside except that he would

said, "Mom wouldn't want to see

between us and

felt like hours he stood back against his car, crossed his legs at the ankles and

I saw the picture

looked like a GQ

was a combination of blood